Wake up Dreaming

She was broken. Beautiful, but

broken. Nobody noticed.

 

He was magical. Shabby, but magical. Nobody cared.

 

They met me in the least likely place. They met in a dream. In a large, furnished room with a king-sized

bed at the center, where they had both opened their eyes to find themselves lying next to each

other, wearing nothing but the clothes they had slept in.

 

Neither of them panicked. Because they were aware that it was a dream. A dream where whatever

happened couldn’t affect their reality.

They shared multiple eternities in that dream.

In the first eternity, they remained in bed, staring at each other. Never moving closer, but never moving away, either. And never make a sound.

 

The second eternity, they spent rationalizing their situation.

“I think we’re dead,” she said.

He smiled., “Really? I was hoping maybe a coma or a Saturday sleeping in or something.”

She shook her head the side of her face brushing her pillow back and forth. ” I don’t sleep in on Saturdays. Or any day. And we’re too aware of this to be a coma. Coma means brain  damage.”

He snuggled deeper into the mattress thoughtfully. “Hmm. Then maybe we’re dead.”

She sighs. ” I can’t believe  I wasted thirteen sleepless nights on a speech just to die before I deliver it.”

He laughed. “You’re worried at undelivered speech? I was two days away from marrying my girlfriend before I woke up here.”

In the third eternity, they decided to get up.

 

In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer

Day 29 prompt: Hunger of the Pinenovember-notes-4

Published by michnavs

Philippine-born Michelle Navajas, currently residing in Malaysia. Michelle authored the book “After – Rain Skies: A Million Stars” for PWW during their Million Stars campaign. Graduated with a Master of Education majoring in English in the Philippines, Michelle was a former college professor, teaching literature, speech & oral communication, creative writing, drama, and theatre arts. Michelle is active in her writing profession and works as a freelance creative writer. Michelle passionately blogs at www.michnavs.wordpress.com, where you can find her prose and poetry on love, life, motherhood, and her advocacy on abuse and violence. A published author on Spillwords NYC https://spillwords.com/what-if-snowflakes-dont-fall-in-winter/ Her poem “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. kindly go check the following links –https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/2020/06/29/imagining-life-after-the-ravaging-virulent-covid-19-pandemic-a-special-journal/ –https://personalitiesofinspiration.wordpress.com/2020/06/29/imagining-life-after-covid-19-a-womawords-june-edition/

24 thoughts on “Wake up Dreaming

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  2. Hello. I come courtesy of Bonnywood Manor and I am glad I have. I enjoyed this poem immensely … the feeling of dreaming that is so real. So I wanted to thank you. And I look forward to exploring more of your work because I have a hunch that I will enjoy it 😊

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